Miss Merrimack

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If you like history, and you like manga, and you like picking up the shattered pieces of your sanity from the floor, then I highly suggest Axis Powers Hetalia, it is better than drugs.

You can find scanlations on hetalia 

This comic has basically ruined my day, it is that astounding

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it is where I am going to post about ART

"But as for that VP talk all the time, I’ll tell you, I still can’t answer that question until somebody answers for me what is it exactly that the VP does everyday?"
-- Sarah Palin

I have said it before and I will say it again, this is the funniest election

And to balance things out, here is some fantastic merchandise available at democraticstuff.com:


And I'm not sure what's going on here but that's one optometrist I don't want to meet:

jesus christ i should read livejournal more often
this is clearly where it's at, y'all are totally better than television

... and the search for an open cutting table begins....

Those other boots from Sears aren't on sale anymore and are now skyrocketed out of my price range, so I think my winter boots are going to be these

ATTN BEN RE: YOUR NEW APARTMENT
http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/apa/465898439.html 2 blocks from the Wellington train station
http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/apa/465890166.html Right in the hippest part of Wicker Park! Bet it's tiny.
http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/apa/465879314.html nearish to Diversey train
http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/apa/465877228.html Extremely cute
http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/apa/465866291.html Near the Division blue line, it's kind of AAAGH I HOPE THEY PAINT IT
http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/apa/465849832.html 1 block from the Diversey el
http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/apa/465838471.html Even though it's in the middle of nowhere I still really like this one
http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/apa/465820468.html -Really- close to downtown
http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/apa/465790817.html Stumbling distance from Kit Kat!
http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/apa/465788786.html Stumbling distance from my place!
http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/apa/465631409.html [img-siren] OMG AMAZING WOODWORK OMG [img-siren] also relatively inexpensive! South side, though :/
http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/apa/465362951.html LOOL GUESS WHAT DIDN'T RENT
http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/apa/465256829.html Ye Olde Towne, with ye in-unit laundrye
http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/apa/464333678.html COMEDY OPTION: GREAT CABRINI-GREEN LOCATION!

LOL so last night I sat down to make my cutsew and the serger was fucked the fuck up ;_;
I didn't want to get downgraded, so I whined about it to my teacher... I got downgraded anyway I think, but the sewing repairman the school hires is going to fix the serger! XD

Remind me to bring it in on Tuesday...

Woah, my school has Pac-Man in the lounge :o
*fails all classes*

Edit: ASAP

( My schedule until Saturday )

IF YOU SEE ME DEVIATING FROM THIS SCHEDULE, WARN ME THAT THIS WAY ONLY LIES RUIN\

( Edit: STUFF I NEED FOR MY COSTUME - IN EQUATION FORM )

FUCK CENTIPEDES

FUCK VILLAGE CYCLE TOO
YOU KNOW WHAT SHOULD NOT COME OUT OF AN AIR COMPRESSOR
THAT'S RIGHT

Last night I stumbled home from work and went to go pass out in my bed, and the second I turned on my bedroom light what should run down my wall and into the baseboard but a horrible centipede? *cries* I was going to do laundry today but any sort of going into my room is going to have to wait until someone is home to hear me if I scream.

The surgery museum gift shop is out of Typhoid giant microbes. Is there anyplace else in Chicago I can get these things IRL? It's unfortunately way too late to order it.

Agggggg

So I watched The Manchurian Candidate right now, not the remake, the original with Frank Sinatra.

He just got reassigned from the press corps for being a crazy or something, and he's on a train. He's in the dining car, lighting a cigarette -- he notices he's sitting next to this girl, asks her if he can smoke, lights his cigarette, FLIPS OUT AND KNOCKS OVER THE TABLE, and runs off into the area between cars or something.

The girl follows him, ostensibly to return his lit-but-unsmoked cigarette, and they have some crazy conversation that loops around in crazy loops, in which she gives him her phone number. Note that in this scene Frank Sinatra does not look as dashing as one would expect; he looks gross and sick and like a crazy man who has just flipped out and knocked over a table in a train car.

The next time he talks to this girl, he's calling her from jail after he beat up his friend's butler.

You'd think it would be enough that this girl he met on a train would give him a ride home from jail. But nooo! Frank Sinatra changed her life so much that after she got off the train, she broke up with her fiancé! And had no second thoughts when the very next contact she has with the man for whom she dumped her fiancé (am I being old-fashioned or should this be a very difficult decision to make) is when the cops call her to tell her to post his bail?

I was already pretty much impressed, at this point, by the sheer amount of game Frank Sinatra must have emitted without even trying. But the very next scene this girl is in, they are living together and she's cooking him dinner!

Maybe it's not because I'm old-fashioned that I think this progression of events is rather odd, but because I'm too modern to understand the sheer -impression- that Sinatra is capable of making

Another awesome line in this movie, which was unfortunately not delivered by Sinatra: "GET IN THE KITCHEN AND MAKE LIKE A HOUSEWIFE."

The other night, I hauled my corset out from hiding and tried it on, because an Edwardian costume is NO FUN if you can't have a 23" waist along with it.

I could only get down to 24" and the busk is all bent up, but that is not why I need to make another corset.

I need to make another corset because MY CAT HAS APPARENTLY CLAIMED THIS ONE AS HER OWN.

The reason I put it away in hiding is because one day, it fell under my bed and by the time I found it the cat had been sleeping on it for weeks (she has expensive tastes) and it was covered in fur. I finally got around to cleaning it the other day, and so I tried it on for a bit and then tossed it on the couch and started to get ready for class.

I was about to leave, when I realized that if I left the corset just sitting out, Obentochan would sleep on it again. I went to put it away, but IT WAS TOO LATE, she was already lounging on it. So I tried to take it away, and she BIT THE FUCK OUT OF MY HAND. Not in a playful way, in an ATTACK way. I distracted her with the laser pointer and escaped.

She wasn't laying on it when I got home from school (she was in the Schiaparelli shoebox -- see what I mean about expensive tastes?), but when I sat down on the couch and started taking out the laces, she lunged at me like only a jumped-up Bridgeport alley cat can, and bit the fuck out of my hand -again-. I dropped the corset, and she curled up on my knee and started purring. o_o

I'd let her just have it, but I'm not sure I want some kind of fetish-cat running around my house :/

HOLY SHIT THIS IS CUTE
I just paid a bunch of bills and bought fabric though, so I'm flat broke again ;_; Otherwise it would be mine in a heartbeat.

I know I already have a bike, but it's so heavy and slow :/

Edit: HOLY SHIT if moving weren't such a pain in the ass and if Old Town weren't so awesome I'd move here in -seconds-

Seriously, do you guys -know- how much better my life would currently be if I'd chosen a halfways decent senior project? The other day, I was just thinking that I should have done WWII re-enactment... there's hardly a source out there for women's uniforms, it would be HOLY SHIT OMG FUN, it would help me out when applying for costume-related jobs or grad school or whatever, and most importantly I wouldn't currently want to shoot myself in the face!

Fabric would be a bit tricky to find, but at least I wouldn't hate my senior project.

Instead, I decided I wanted to do sweet fuck-all for market research, and chose gothic lolita... ;_; I wish I could go back in time. I mean, I wish this every day, but right now I wish I could go back mere months instead of years, decades or centuries.

Also, I cannot remember what I needed at the fabric store other than piping for my Typhoid Mary skirt, (possibly)netting and bleached muslin for the blouse, senior project fabric, black netting for the totally hilarious 1980s romantigoth getup I'm wearing to Nocturna, stuff to stick on a hat, and a stop along the way at the salvation army to see if I can find a tie for Ben's costume and a halfways decent blouse for me, and perhaps also a fall coat and/or some work clothes. This sounds like a lot already, but last night I was laying in bed contemplating various contraptions I could use to carry enormous amounts of cargo on my bike, so deep in my heart I'm pretty sure there was more. Well, there's also the stuffed typhoid toy from the surgery museum...

... I keep going into trance-like states where all I can think about are pleats. This can't be good.

Edit: ATTN SEWINGDORKS. At burdastyle.com you can print out patterns in pieces on regular paper and tape them all together at full size for free! This combination of open-source and sewing is giving me HOPE FOR THE FUTURE, maybe I should write up the huge thing about fashion and copyright and doujinshi and tv and videogames as modern folklore one of these days.

I am particularly fond of this jumper, this coat. I also like how the site has information about fabrics, walkthroughs for sewing techniques, etc, rather than a hellhole like Craftster where the prevailing opinion seems to be that you can do whatever you want and expecting some sort of technique to it is OMG SNOBBERY.